She sends a weak smile at Chance,If you wait here for a moment, I'll go on ahead and send one to pick you up for a closer look.

Slightly perturbed by the fact that a household appliance is smiling at him, Chance gives a nod of acknowledgement and settles in for a long wait. He steps back to lean against the wall. Just then, a squish can be heard.

Huh?

Chance examines the underside of his boot. Plastered all over it is a very large, very messy and still-smoking dragon dropping.

The door bursts open under the weight of an immense foot - followed shortly thereafter by an immense figure decked in animal hides and bones, topped off with a wide hat that appears to have been trampled a few dozen times. Surveying the bar he reaches to his belt and hefts a brutal looking axe - before turning around and embedding into the wall behind him. Hanging his hat on the axe-come-coat rack he strides over to the bar and takes a seat in front of the perfectly legitimate barman.

"So. Is this it? Hmm. Expected more."

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Welcome! I'm Garren and I'll be your designated villain for the evening.

Eyebrows raised high, Pacone's eyes look at the improvised coat rack and then to the unfortunate halves of the undead pigeon caught in the way, wriggling on the floor, trying against all hope to reattach themselves

*mutters to the huntress* I can tell this one expected more of this tavern in regards of clothing storage, for a start

While Washer cleans the dragon roost floor, the heavy beating of leathery wings can be heard growing ever nearer. From the distance a red form hurtles forward, preceded by a mighty roar and a rush of wind. With grace belying his size, the great dragon Rorix himself lands before Chance. With a snort and a disdainful eye he swings his head to indicate that he is to be the chauffeur this evening. Attached to his back is a small note;

'Please keep all arms and legs inside the vehicle during flight - and away from the mouth. The Hero's Club accepts no responsibility for loss of life or limb in transit or within the dragon roost. Please find enclosed evacuation procedures and complementary nuts and beverage, enjoy your flight!'

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Tiggil stops chasing the birds to wave frantically at the new comer, before admiring the rather snazzy axe - complete with hat.

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Live loud, burn proud!Random hum

The Great Lord's Laundry Service! Found in an unknown corner of the Hero's Club. Free drycleaning and laundry, only $1.95!

Shaking his head, Chance snaps his fingers. A roar can be heard in the distance. The ground bursts into flames as all the dragon droppings simultaneously ignite. Then a Balefire Dragon crashes through the roof, crying in all its terrible glory.

Chance's Balefire Dragon snorts at a man-shaped hole in the plaster ceiling where there had previously been none. The sound of indignant screaming can be heard from high above, growing more and more distant by the second.

Washer looks around at the now sparkling dragon roost, enjoying the faint scent of lemon freshness. Pleased with a job well done, she goes to meet Chance and Rorix to complete the tour and give the opportunity for Chance to adopt his very own baby dragon. There she meets only a self-satisfied Rorix.

With a stern glare, the dragon sheeplishly flies away once more in search of Chance.

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Live loud, burn proud!Random hum

The Great Lord's Laundry Service! Found in an unknown corner of the Hero's Club. Free drycleaning and laundry, only $1.95!

Tiggil returns from the basement grinning broadly, while behind him bumping along the ground is an apparently simply wooden structure, that like many things in the club, seems quite apparent in being a Rack, but completely defies description with countless levers and buttons arrayed on the sides. An unfortunate skeleton seems to have been left in the contraption from its last use, which through bumping and jostling on various buttons appears to be having its teeth cleaned, eyes gouged out, and feed a small bag of complementary nuts at the same time.

Found it! Turns out the tigers art down there too, for some reason they didn't want to play fetch terribly dull! Thee might want to note on the next order for 'tigers that can fetch explosives.'

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Live loud, burn proud!Random hum

The Great Lord's Laundry Service! Found in an unknown corner of the Hero's Club. Free drycleaning and laundry, only $1.95!

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